The burly and slightly dark-skinned, handsome-looking young man carefully looked at the masked girl standing under the horse but was not weaker than him at all, and there were obvious traces of threads on the cuffs of the big red riding suit. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The girl fits well in this dress! The sister is reckless, I hope the girl doesn't blame! ”

The style and color of this dress are indeed the second sister's favorite, and nine times out of ten it was ordered by the second sister, but now that it is worn on others, the second sister has no certificate or certificate, and she can't take this young lady at all!

Ling Shaofeng had already snatched other people's clothes, and when he heard the young man's words that were neither humble nor arrogant, he didn't have any sense of blame, and he politely clasped his hands into fists and returned the salute.

"This boy is serious! There are also faux pasas below. It's just that the redemption is too much, this Handan City is not as free as the border pass, and it attaches great importance to the virtue and behavior of women, and the second sister of the son is better to control it! ”

Ling Shaofeng never mentioned the matter of clothes, thinking that this woman was the future princess Chen, and the phoenix jade in the brocade bag hanging around his waist, he would give a word of advice.

The tall young man's eyes were like torches, and he pulled the bridle and nodded, which was considered to be the answer, "Thank you Miss for reminding me!" I have to go out with my second sister, so don't leave it at that! ”

"Big brother ......" The second lady of the Zhenguo General's Mansion suffered a loss, and she still wanted to ask for the help of the eldest brother, but under the warning eyes of the young man, she could only stare at Ling Shaofeng fiercely, turn the horse's head and follow the young man and ran out of the city.

"Miss Ben is not done with you!"

Seeing that nothing was going on, the guards retreated to the city gates and continued their duties.

The crowd of onlookers saw that it was not lively, and then they also dispersed, but they were all secretly discussing, how the second lady of the Zhenguo General's Mansion was so domineering, and how there was no one in her eyes.

For ordinary people like Ling Shaofeng, no one is interested in talking about it.

Ling Shaofeng shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and walked towards the city with the black burden in his hand, and only walked two hundred meters away, which was her house in Handan City, an antique home with a literati atmosphere.

Glancing at the house with the door closed, Ling Shaofeng's white little hand patted it gently, and before the little hand left the door, he heard the sound of hurried trotting footsteps inside.

"Miss, you're back!"

The door was opened from the inside, and Tie Lan, who looked worried, pulled the door open suddenly, and the familiar little face looked at Ling Shaofeng who was dusty outside the door worriedly.

"Someone has found it."

Ling Shaofeng's veiled little face smiled gently, and he looked at Tie Lan, who habitually wore a sword on his waist, with a smile in his eyebrows, "Well, I found it, how are you at home?" What happened to that sister-in-law? ”

Ling Shaofeng walked into the door as he spoke, and casually threw the black burden in his hand to Tielan.

Tie Lan took the burden and closed the gate with her backhand, before following Ling Shaofeng into the false wall and entering the small green courtyard.

"It's good to find it, I'm okay with Huilan, the sister-in-law lives in the West Wing with the child, and was brought back by Fourteen that day, as if she was a little frightened, and her subordinates have asked the doctor to come and see it, it's no big deal!"

At this time, Mo Lan, who was cooking in the kitchen, heard the sound of talking outside, and ran out of the kitchen wearing an apron and carrying a shovel, saluting Ling Shaofeng with a happy face, "Miss, you're back!" The slave is worried about dying! ”

Ling Shaofeng looked at Mo Lan saluting with a shovel and messy hair, he couldn't help but be a little sour, and a sincere smile flashed in his eyes, "Mo Lan, you and Tie Lan are both free bodies, I said, don't call yourself a slave, call yourself a subordinate like Tie Lan, or call yourself Mo Lan." ”

Because he found Zhao Xuanchen, Ling Shaofeng's mood also became very good, but the inner thighs of the two thighs that were worn out on the horse were afraid that the pants were stained with flesh and blood, no wonder, he felt a little painful when he walked!

Mo Lan's heart was as fine as dust, and when she saw Ling Shaofeng, she frowned slightly, thinking that Ling Shaofeng was tired from the journey, thinking that she had not rested well, or was injured, she said worriedly, "Is Miss injured, do you want Tielan to find a doctor to come back?" ”

Ling Shaofeng smiled faintly, "No, I'm just a little tired, Mo Lan, are you stir-frying vegetables in the pot, Miss, I seem to smell something stir-fried!" ”

When Mo Lan heard this, she immediately sniffed and sniffed, and sure enough, she smelled a hint of mushy smell, which came out of the kitchen, and ran back to the kitchen with a shovel, "Oops, my sweet and sour pork ribs!" ”

When Tie Lan saw Mo Lan's panicked and cute appearance that was rare for a hundred years, a smile also appeared on her face, and she followed Ling Shaofeng into the boudoir of the main house, and put the small black burden on the table, "Miss, Mo Lan is afraid that Miss will come back at any time, this hot water is burning all day and night, and my subordinates will bring you some hot water to wash!" ”

"Good!" As soon as Ling Shaofeng entered the room, he threw himself on the soft couch and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

In order to find Zhao Xuanchen in the past two days and one night, she has been running around, during which she also used martial arts to kill people twice, this body used to lose too much blood and did not make up for it well, and now when she gets home, she feels too tired to do it, and the broken skin on the inside of her legs is stained with her pants, and she must be cleaned before she can take medicine.

I don't know how Lou Shiyi followed the old bustard, and whether he found any useful clues.

Soon after Tie Lan went out, she quickly carried two buckets of water to the ear room next door, which was used by Ling Shaofeng as a special bathing bathroom, and there was a round large wooden bucket that could accommodate two or three people.

When everything was ready, Tie Lan went to call Ling Shaofeng in the boudoir, and went to the wardrobe to take out a piece of clothing and handed it to Ling Shaofeng, "Miss, the water is ready!" ”

"Hmm," Ling Shaofeng woke up, his eyes were clear, not at all like he had just fallen asleep, he took the clothes from Tielan's hand, turned around and walked out of the room, and went to the next ear room without looking back.

Tielan held her sword and guarded outside the ear room, this is the habit that the young lady developed after falling into the Jasper Lake at the Northern Zhou Ice Frolic Festival and being rescued, she likes to do everything by herself, and she doesn't like them to serve.

Ling Shaofeng first poured out his hand, wetting the whole clothes with the person, and waited until the pants that were stained with the skin and flesh were wet and soft, and then took off the profane pants with blood stains and flesh, and the whole person was submerged in the bath.

Tie Lan outside the door stood respectfully outside the door, listening to the sound of water coming from the ear room, and the heart that had been uneasy for two days finally relaxed.

When Ling Shaofeng cleaned up and appeared in the hall with a refreshing body.

The little woman who was carried back to the house by Lou 14 and helped Ling Shaofeng draw the portrait of the thief and the carriage was waiting in the living room with her somewhat dazed son in her arms.

As soon as the little woman raised her eyes, she saw Ling Shaofeng, who was handsome, wearing a dusty plain snow silk cloud thousand water skirt, a crystal white jade hairpin, casually pulling up her long hair, and striding in from outside the door.

However, the fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, who was indifferent but could not hide her noble temperament, immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to thank her. (To be continued.) )